Prompt: Stain
(From this list)
Sweat continued to run down her forehead as she continued to scrub. Her hands were painfully locked up around the brush, but she refused to stop and stretch them. She continued to put all her body into scrubbing off the stain, even though her body told her to stop.
Her body and the demon residing it.
She ignored the voice, continuing her task.
âAlice, please, stop.â
She didnât even bother replying. In fact, she put all her brain power into the stain in front of her, in an attempt to shut him out. His voice grew louder but to Alice it felt more and more like background noise.
She could barely see the stain under all the foam, but whether the stain was still there or not was yet to be seen. She put away the brush and started to clean up the foam with paper. Sure enough, the stain was still there. Lighter, but still noticeable.
Alice felt the telltale knot in her stomach and felt a wave of heat rush down her body. The sweat on her forehead continued to accumulate as her heart accelerated and her breathing-
She felt her mind slip. When she came to, she was no longer kneeling on the rug, but sitting on the couch instead. She immediately jumped up, confused, but a wave of nausea took over her and her body quickly sat back down. He was overriding her control again.
âI told you to stop. Sit here and think for a second, okay? Calm down.â
His voice was calm inside her head, although the violence with which he took control of her body meant he was irritated.
âI need to clean the stain before-â
âYes, before he comes home and beats up your mom, I know.â Alice shivered at the thought. The knot in her stomach grew tighter.
âIâm not a pro at cleaning, but I know you wonât be able to do it. You might as well throw out the carpet.â Instead of the usual sarcasm, Alice could tell he was serious with the suggestion.
âWhat?! No way!! Heâll get just as mad!â
âWell, there is another option.â He left the sentence hanging. Alice pulled out the phone from her pocket and used the reflection to look at his image, looking back at her instead of her own.
He chuckled and used a hand to brush his fiery bangs of his face with a smug grin.
âI can just throw out the whole man for you!â
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Took me a hot minute to actually start on the october writing challenge. Iâve been quite busy the past few days tbh. Today I had enough motivation to start. Like I did 2 years ago, Iâm writing snippets, based on stories I always wanted to write or whatever comes to mind. This one falls into the first category. Also wrote some snippets for this 2 years ago. Probably gonna tag it asshole demon or something